MINGLE O'CLOCK

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[It's another nice summer evening in your favorite cozy home away from home and mine, Camp Fuck U Die! The stars are starting to come out, the cows are going to bed, and it smells like there are fresh cinnamon rolls in the mess hall

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[nosenolimits]

[quiet wolf whistle.]

Didn't know that.

[actionpainting]

You didn't ask! But you had other things on your mind, so who can blame you.

[nosenolimits]

Let's go with no one.

[actionpainting]

Look at you, using that brain.

[nosenolimits]

It's what I do.

[actionpainting]

Really now. Well, I'll take your word for it!

[nosenolimits]

So...

[actionpainting]

So...? Or should I come up with a innocuous question to help escape the awkward moment?

[nosenolimits]

[trying hard to this under his foot]

What awkward moment?

[actionpainting]

Exactly!

[glancing at it] You got one too, huh?

[nosenolimits]

One what? Dunno what you're gettin' at here. Maybe all your FBI knowledge is too much for me.

[actionpainting]

I'm actually using my NASA knowledge right now! And trying to grind it into the ground isn't going to get rid of it.

[nosenolimits]

Yeah? How's that different?

[makes a grumpy growling-like nose and stops.]

[actionpainting]

The differences are so subtle it would be impossible to explain.

...I've had good luck with fire.

[nosenolimits]

[lifting his foot up and staring at it.]

... that so.

[actionpainting]

It is indeed.